I’ve neglected to write. The volume of synchronicities and changes now is too high to report, but I’ll make my best effort.

First, my twin flame relationship has graduated to a new level. It has been steadily evolving since I met this person on the second day of my adventure around the world. I’ve watched as our relationship followed exactly the phases described by Dolores Cannon. We came together, triggered the heck out of each other, fell in love with the version that wasn’t in front of us, separated, had a reunion, let go of our attachments to each other (I’ll admit, this took me much longer to do) and now, we are genuine friends. I feel more excited about this triumph than I have about many of my other moments of success along this journey.

It feels big to me for more than one reason. I’ve never been able to maturely move through this type of relationship. By type, I mean, there was romantic interest, and then we moved on to remaining friends, having actually let go of the romantic part. My previous strategy was to karate chop the contact or to…well, that’s it. It took rounds of “letting go” this time but I finally realized that I could use my new-found access to the vibration of anger to propose a sincere motion with universe.

Universe, I’m so sick of this feeling. I’m stuck and I want to move on. I want to let go and be free of this. I’m done! Please just take this away from me already. It isn’t helping either of us.

…or something like that.

A few minutes earlier I had imagined them in front of me, seated in a chair in a void. I looked at them, and sent them what belonged to them and took back what belonged to me, with love. But after I had made my request to the universe, I could see a large parcel with a parachute connected stuck in my back. It looked like a military supply drop. How did it land there?

I removed the energetic parcel from my back and let it fly away in the wind. After that, the feeling pulling me, attaching me to her was gone. Freedom. Over the next few days, things just got better and better. I’m still learning so much, as happens with twin flames, but I don’t need anything now. We are both free, and nothing was lost.

I realized, maybe most people misinterpret what a twin flame is supposed to be and that’s why a lot of the time it ends so sadly. Our society places so much weight on finding a romantic partner, so of course a connection of this level, more significant that any relationship many have had, would seem to have obvious potential to be a romantic connection.

This is the second twin flame I’ve had. The first person said to me one day, after many years of us alternating wanting more and romance never really manifesting:

“Maybe we are soulmates, but it isn’t meant to be romantic”

His words echoed in my head for a few weeks, and then I had a vision where I saw exactly that. He took the form of a knight. I could see him through a small hole in the blackness I was sitting in. He reached out for me. I knew then that we had been misunderstanding the purpose of our connection for years…hundreds of years. I decided to break the cycle.

The day I made the energetic commitment to let him go, this new person stepped in. And now, looking back, I can see that our connection wasn’t about romance at all, in this life. It’s not even about being twin flames. It is about growth. It is a gift. Someone who understands and who knows. An ally. One of the highest kind, quality and order. A real friend. A part of me.

That being said, we’ve both been seeing 1:11 and 11:11 every day for the past six days. I finally received the message on the fourth day (having finally read the meaning).

I’ve started a new endeavor: my post-backpacking time has led me straight into motion towards what I can see of my purpose. It was so natural. Maybe I don’t see the whole purpose. Maybe there isn’t only one (obviously, I know of several already). It was funny thinking back to when I thought there was only one. Now, I’m working towards all of them (whether I know what they are or not). I’ve had moments of fear and moments of confidence since.

When my attention started being drawn to 1:11 and 11:11, I had been confused and asking the universe for clarity. I thought, maybe I’m going down the wrong track. Maybe I wasn’t following the right path to deliver the information I had to people.

The universe quickly replied with two people coming into my physical reality the following day, one after the other. One woman, after I told her briefly about my backpacking trip quickly said, “that sounds like a book!” (I’m working on a book) and the other, came up and told me all about the things she was looking for in her own spiritual journey, all of which were exactly what I’m planning to help people with…in the exact wording and order I was telling others about what I’m offering (I’ve started a business to help others heal themselves, learn to surrender, attune to intuition and get in alignment with their purpose…or solo backpack/spiritual travel? endless possibilities!). CLEAR SIGNS. Then the numbers started.

For more information on angel numbers 111 and 1111 check this link out: https://tinyrituals.co/blogs/tiny-rituals/all-the-angel-numbers

Long story short: I’m on the right track. The numbers (and the people/universe) said so. It’s time to put more effort in to manifesting what I want instead of the novice mistake of the ‘surrenderer’ of receiving help and guidance and simply seeing it instead of grabbing it, saying thank you and running forward.

I’m so excited to start something new. I’m even more excited to use my experience to help others. I love teaching and I love learning, and I’m saying yes to hopping on those trains.

Here is the link to my brand new website: http://www.alanabencivengo.com

Thanks for following along. It’s been so inspiring to know that there have been people traveling along with me through this blog. I’ll keep writing, but this blog may migrate (my new site has a spot for a blog). I’ll keep you updated.

As my Mom pointed out, the backpacking ended, but the journey continues.

More soon.

Alana


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